My Story by Vinman (repeat)

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He was to join in July 1996.

 

Monday, 1st of July 1996 he got up early and went to the temple.  Took blessings of Gods and Panditji and came back home. His mother gave the traditional curd and sugar as mark of good beginning.  He touched feet of his parents and off went Vicky to the real mad world.  A world known for cut throat competition, deceit, treachery and everything vice.

 

Gurgaon was a distant place for Delhites then.  Some upcoming place near Delhi but still very distant.  Fortunately for Vicky, the direct bus between Gurgaon and Delhi was available from a bus stop only a couple of kilometers from his home and he had to take it only for the first day since from next day onwards the company would provide the office transportation. Great relief.

 

He reached his office as per the time given.  It was a big group present.  Many of them were joining on the same date.  He was one of the few who joined in the technical cadre rest were plain graduates joining in for ITES/BPO projects.  They were served breakfast on arrival and the head of the company one Mr Aggarwal addressed the gathering.

 

It was a short working day with Vicky being introduced to the team and others also forming groups & teams.  The ITES part of the company had two big projects and recent ramping up of workforce was the result of increased demand from the US client.  A decent percentage of his team were known faces for him and he knew one Ms Malhotra a wee bit better than most others knew her.  He literally had inside knowledge on her.  Shipra smiled and met him like an old colleague. They exchanged pleasantaries and shared jokes with the old timers known to them.

 

Vicky’s work during internship and special love from Shipra had ensured that he got operations work for which he had to undergo training alongwith others.  The trainings were to start at 0600hrs in the morning till 1430hrs.  That day he also met the VP of the company Mr Arvind. 

 

He was combined with one group of 8 undergoing training for one of the projects.  Two batches of 30 were to run parallely with two more of 30 each to undergo training in the afternoon.  The cab was supposed to reach office atleast 1/2hr before the training commenced, meaning 0530hrs which meant he was to be picked up at around 0445hrs. 

 

The first morning, his parents put the alarm at 0300hrs and off went the clocks together at the pre-assigned time.   He had too got up.  Brushed his teeth but then was the major problem – loo.  He had a habit of doing Pooja everyday morning before taking anything, not even water and how to do Pooja without bath and how to bath without going to toilet.  Just because you want it, the body clock would not change.  So finally after a lot of effort since nothing ‘came out’ his father told him to take bath, do Pooja, have something and then if required go to the toilet. He agreed and went about accordingly.

 

At 0425hrs he felt some bowel movements and rushed to toilet. There was still 15-20 mins for the cab.  Unknown to him the cab driver had taken extra precaution and started early since it was the first pickup day and all the colleagues of the cab were also up early resulting in an early arrival of the cab.  It was only two minutes into the pressure situation and the cab arrived.  His dad signaled to the other colleagues to wait but asked him to come out early.  It was a very funny situation.  He could not do it but was feeling the pressure, his dad asking him to come out and get ready.  Nevertheless everything else went off well and Vicky started the trainings regularly.

 

The ITES sector was filled with beautiful girls.  He was part of a very jovial training batch.  There was one girl named Deepa Chaudhry in the batch.  Looked that he she came from a very good family with good value systems.  She was too part of the same cab as Vicky and soon they developed a good bond.  After training as he moved to work on improving operational processes, others moved to their respective projects and started handling client queries.  The fact that he was to be their senior and also that he came from DCE had increased his stock.  Being smart and handsome didn’t hurt either.

 

A month into production he learnt that Deepa had quit from the company to attend to her mother suffering from Cataract and also prepare for CA.  We will revisit her at a later stage.

 

About 5-6 months later the company bagged another prestigious project from US.  There were other additions as well to their stable but with 3 very big name projects in the kitty soon after the other meant their stock had raised.  Vicky was found to be a very prized asset both at professional level and personal level.  Many a specimen from fairer sex would vouch for his abilities.  His bosses were very happy that he had streamlined the operations and this streamlining had helped in reaching higher level of quality which in turn got them more business.  Vicky’s career was on the rise and soon got a promotion. 

 

Soon the training on the new project started and the foreign trainers imparted training to a select batch of 25. These were to carry the burden of pilot on their shoulders.  Vicky was also asked to join the training to familiarize himself with the procedures and work on the operational streamlining accordingly.  Vicky always looked forward to such trainings since it gave him opportunity to work his magic on new chics and increase his harem size.

 

On the second day of training a girl entered the room.  Very pretty.

 

Height – 5 2”, bust - not much, sweet heart shaped ass and very fair. 

 

The best part about her was her very pretty face.  She was not the very beautiful doe-eyed girl but still was very attractive. Her oval face, feminine looks and silk smooth skin was enough for her to attract one and all.  Her name was Smita.

 

Soon Smita and Vicky developed a good bond, not in the sexual terms though.  She was able to understand his PJs and appreciate them.  Here he was, 6 2” and she was hardly touching 5 2”, she looked so diminutive in front of his tall and broad frame.  She was too South Delhi based and were going in the same cab during training period also helped a lot.  She was a shade over year younger than him and had joined as a Team Leader for the batch.  Still junior to Vicky.

 

As was the custom the training period was followed by a graduation party. The graduation party was famous for booze boobs and non-veg food.  Girls shed all inhibitions and danced to glory and often ended up in one night stands (many a times to get promotions).

 

Vicky’s eyes were riveted on Smita but since Shipra was around he could not stay close to her.  Shipra and he went to a secluded place in her car and sucked his tool.  She was soon going out of country for some project. Her looks and special skills would definitely swing the tide company’s way he thought.  She was to leave the same night and hence left for the airport.

 

Vicky returned to the party only to find that the guys and girls were more tipsy and more inhibited.  He was gorgin on the Paneer Tikka and searching for Smita. She was not to be found. After a short while, he saw some movement of boys to one Tata Sumo placed at far end of the huge lawn and well protected by trees and other tall plants.  It was a movement of 4-5 boys towards that part.  Apart from this project, trainings of 3 batches for an existing project had also completed which meant disappearance of about 5-6 will not be missed from a crowd of over 100.

 

He could virtually smell something fishy at the far end and casually walked around the other side to reach that Sumo taking a longer detour.   Since booze was available in plenty inside the hall, hence there was no reason for them to go to a far corner. Guessing it may be a girl issue he walked a bit more quickly and from a corner he saw the scene unfolding before him.  Guys were offering a lot of drinks to Smita.  They were calling it a beer but had mixed liberal doses of whiskey, rum and other harder drinks to spike it up.  Smita was not used to drinking and it seemed that someone had made her drink atleast a couple of spiked drinks earlier and the focus was to knock her out and they have pleasure with her.  Very coolly he stood at the far corner, well protected by a line of trees and hedge of 4-5 feet height and the darkness.

 

Smita was almost out.  He could see guys feeling her up.  He could see guys casually placing the hands on her ass and pressing them.  She was feeling irritated by it and wanted to get out but the drinks had sucked away her strength.  Very soon she was out for sometime.

 

Guys opened the backdoor of Sumo and placed her inside and formed Semi Circle around her so that anyone from some distance will see and believe that the guys are having drinks at one corner.  She was wearing a white trouser and a sleeveless t-shirt.  Gradually one of the chaps opened her trousers and slowly it began its southward journey dropping it to her ankles and bringing to view two very fair legs.  The guys had started kissing the legs and one of the more ambitious one started rub her mound over her panty.  One other had moved in behind her and lifted her back so that she was resting in his lap.  One of them started pulling off her panty slowly and as it was about mid thigh, Smita got up and this time she was a wee bit more awake than the previous occasions and protested. 

 

The guy who had planned it all was not the one to lose out on such a god sent opportunity and tried to force himself on her believing that since nobody is there and due to effect of alcohol and screwing she will be his for the taking.  Smita was continuing her protest and the moment she took name of a couple of them the guys lost their nerve and panicked.  Seizing the opportunity Vicky came out of his hiding and shouted “kya ho raha hai” (whats happening there)

 

The guys vanished without a trace.

 

Hearing his shout, Smita became a bit more aware of herself and gingerly pulled up her panty and failed in trying to pull up her trousers.  Vicky went close to her and picked up a bottle of water and gave it to her. She washed her face to get some semblance of having her senses back.  Vicky was standing with his back turned towards her.  She pulled back her trousers.  Vicky made her drink water and still splashed more water on her face.

 

Vicky heard her say “Thanks Vicky”

 

Vicky took Smita to his car and placed her on the rear seat and picked one female colleague who he believed will not spill the beans and made her sit on the back seat alongwith Smita.

 

He spun the web that someone had spiked her drink and he saw her on footpath within the club premises.  Since they came in the same cab hence Vicky knew her place and drove back.  They reached Smita’s place.  Her father was a doctor and he opened the door.  Seeing Vicky and his colleague carrying Smita made his heart skip a beat and he was also thinking of lines of someone doing something with her daughter.

 

Smita’s mother was a teacher and she too came out to see who had come.

 

Vicky lay Smita on the bed and explained that someone had spiked the drink for fun and she moved outside and lay on the footpath within premises in a semi-conscious state.

 

Her father took him too a corner and asked “kuchh ulta seedha toh nahin hua” (did any untoward thing took place)

 

Vicky said “Trust me uncle – kuchh nahin hua” (nothing happened)

 

He then introduced himself formally and his colleague as Rashmi. He asked her father to give her some hot strong coffee and let her sleep.  Vicky also told them that he was from DCE and had joined as a Systems Manager in the company which raised his stock.

 

Both the parents thanked them profusely.

 

Vicky dropped Rashmi on his way back.

 

It was early March then.

 

Smita got up the next morning to the feel of heaviest head she ever had.

 

Her parents told her what Vicky had told them and she agreed with them.  She was thankful that Vicky did not tell them the real story since she was sure Vicky had seen it all happen.

 

After the weekend off, it was time for them to move into operations. The cabs of Vicky and Smita were changed.  Teams went together was the norm.

 

During the break she saw Vicky at the far end of the Cafeteria. 

 

She went upto him and said “Thanks”

 

“Thanks for what?” he smiled and replied

 

“You know” she said

 

“OK Welcome” he replied and then continued “kya yaar sukha sukha thanks kar rahi ho” (only a dry thanks)

 

She laughed.

 

From here they started off.

 

They would meet atleast for half an hour per day at the office premises.  She found him to be very intelligent and jovial with a great sense of humour.  His personality and the fact he was from DCE didn’t harm his prospects either.  There were no commitments from either side but both had developed a liking for each other.

 

One day he happened to meet Sadaf.  She had become a very gorgeous babe.  She had retained fat in the critical areas and reduced from other sides to make her more delectable and curvaceous sultry babe.  They had not met for a few months now.  The boobs seemed to have become a bit bigger.  She was working with some company in the business development section.  Whether business developed or not, he could not say, but for sure he could say that she had developed and was having her fair share of cocks as well.  She was wearing a formal black trouser which did little to hide her posterior charms but a lot more to accentuate them.  The topline charms were struggling to come out of confines of a white formal shirt.  The shirt was many a size too small for her.  The mammaries were restrained against their will.  The nippies were poking from the shirt cloth and the designer bra was stretched to the limit and the designs were clearly visible to anyone who cared to give a look.  Sadaf was hot enough to attract many more than one look.

 

Since it was a public place, they could not do apart from giving a formal hug, although Vicky ensured that it was longer than a formal hug.  He felt the mammaries crushed against his chest.  He wanted to do many things but to no avail.  It was a public place.

 

They went to a nearby restaurant to have something and took a corner table on the first floor which was pretty much empty apart from two more couples, both occupying far end corners.  Vicky order two ice-teas. 

 

Vicky brushed pass his hand over her gigantic milk containers. 

 

She smiled.

 

He pressed a bit more.

 

She smiled further and opened a couple of buttons from the top to show him the top of the ample bossom he had seen many a times earlier.  The back of his hand was pressed on her boobs.

 

“Vicky I miss you a lot” said sadaf.

 

“Me too” he replied.

 

“Aur kaisa chal raha hai BD mein” (how is it going in BD) he continued

 

“Theek hai” (its ok)

 

“Vicky”

 

“Hmmm”

 

“Yaar I want to move to BD in Hotel line. Kuchh kar” (do something)

 

“hmmm”

 

“hmmm kya” (hmm what) said Sadaf

 

“Sochne de” (let me think)  “ok done – will call you on this”

 

Sadaf smiled knowing his capabilities.

 

“Sadaf tu toh bahut badhiya maal ho gayi hai” (you have turned into a very hot chic) “mere ilaava aur kaun kaun hai” (who all are there apart from me)

 

Sadaf smiled sheepishly.

 

“Bata na” (speak up) he implored.

 

“office mein seniors hain” (a few seniors in the office)

 

Vicky focused on the plural aspect of the word seniors.

 

He also learnt how Mrs Khan had screwed one colleague of Mr Khan and many of Sadaf’s cousins had the opportunity to know their favourite aunt from closest quarters.  Even Tina had enjoyed her stint at the college a lot and had earned quite a reputation in pleasing men.  But she closed by saying that all three of them still felt that you were the best and will always be.

 

This made his chest and penis swell with pride.

 

At night he called Mrs Kapoor and asked if she could help a friend for a position in BD in her hotel.  Mrs Kapoor, who had by now become BD Head, agreed and inquired about the girl stressing a lot on the physical assets and the attitude to serve the clients.  He said the girl is a gorgeous babe.  Hence it was decided that Vicky and Sadaf will meet Mrs Kapoor at her hotel the day after.  The same was conveyed to Sadaf who was overjoyed. Vicky briefed her on what to wear.

 

On the said day, Vicky called in sick at the office and told his parents that he would go a bit late for some meeting since he had no other work at the office. It was pretty common for him not to go as per the daily schedule and hence there were no further queries.  His parents left for their offices.

 

He met Sadaf at the agreed time and venue and she had come dressed as per guidance.  Not using any superlative to describe her looks.  Let us say, she looked damn good.

 

She was wearing a black designer saree which was tightly wrapped around her ample ass globes.  A lot of anal had done this to her posterior. She was not wearting any petticoat below.  It was just panty below the saree. The saree was adjusted on a thin thread tied on the waist band, just above her panty.  This made her look more curvy from behind.   The saree was tied about 3-4 inches below navel exposing her fleshy waist.  What a waste if no one was to appreciate that waist.  Next was her blouse.  It was a couple of sizes small to hold those milk depots.  It was black in colour. It was not fully sleeveless but one of those to have sleeves just an inch below shoulders.  Deep back and deep front formed delectable cleavages at both sides of the body.  The thin lacy bra was visible to the trained eye, the nippies had made an impression on the blouse cloth.  The upper bossom was dying to come out of the confines and gave them a fuller look.

 

The saree was not pinned to the shoulder and was wrapped in a way to expose more of her mammary charms than to hide them.  The silky black hair were tied in a loose bun to give her a very erotic look. 

 

They went to the hotel where Mrs Kapoor worked.  They entered the lobby of the hotel.  Mrs Kapoor saw Vicky and the damsel with him and involuntarily licked her lips.  Having tasted both her daughters, nothing was prohibited for her.

 

Sadaf saw Vicky waving his hand to one very fair gorgeous lady in red. She admired her beauty and now it was Sadaf’s turn to lick her lips.  Having tasted her mother and sister nothing was prohibited for her.

 

Mrs Kapoor was wearing a red saree with a sleeveless blouse.  As with Sadaf, the blouse was pretty deep from both front and back and exposed a lot of flesh.  The creamy white shoulders and back and upper bossom were good enough to test anyone’s character and patience.  Person had to be dead or impotent or gay to not to lust after her.

 

They started the talk in the lobby where Sadaf explained at length why she thought she was good for BD at a hotel and her experience in client interaction.  Seeing the way it was shaping up, Vicky suggested Mrs Kapoor if they could talk in privacy of a room. She agreed.  Within no time one double bed room was made available to them.

 

As they went inside the room, they were more relaxed in their talk and body language.